All Chapters of She Loves Not: Dear Ex I'm Back For Revenge : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

“She must be a fool” my best friend's voice rang out.I had gotten back from the trip earlier than expected, I was happy as I clutched my stomach to tell my husband, the mafia don about our coming babies. As I walked up the steps the staff greeted me, I was about entering the bedroom when I heard laughter coming from behind the door.“Did she think you really married her because you loved her and wanted to save her father's legacy?” My best friend's voice continued. I stood there with shock written all over my face.“She doesn't know how I betrayed her father and killed him. She must have been looking up to me for saving her from the mess, but really I caused the mess.” my husband, Giovanni said.Tears stung my eyes as I listened. “About that, when are you finally going to get rid of her and marry me?” Lily, my best friend asked.I had known about their affair for the past two years and tried to keep it secret, to enjoy the favour of my husband but hearing them talk about me and my f

I tried to look down at the floor, not wanting to implicate myself by staring at his face.“I can't kill you, I ran out of bullets” he said with a sigh and sat on the bed.“What are you doing here, aren't you Giovanni's wife, shouldn't you be somewhere safe?” He asked at once and I shook my head.“He would wish I was dead” I said dreadfully.“Ah…no happy marriage huh, for a pretty woman like you that's a bad thing” he said and I looked at him.Pretty! As if.My heart had already been shattered into a million pieces and yet I begged to live?Live for what and for who?But then I realized that there was still a survivor inside of me. One that I had to live for.Just then heavy footsteps were heard on the stairs.“Where did that bastard go?” It was my husband's voice that called out. My eyes widened as the man stood up from the bed.“Quick hide” I said without thinking and pushed him into the bathroom.“Why should I hide?” He asked almost as if I had told him to do something utterly stup

Three years.Three years since I staggered out of Giovanni’s mansion, clutching my stomach, battered and humiliated. Three years since I stood in the rain, swearing to never beg or cry again.And now, here I was, standing at the pinnacle of power, a woman they called “The Mistress.” The whispers followed me everywhere, from the streets to the boardrooms. They spoke of my ruthlessness, my precision, and my uncanny ability to evade justice. No criminal record. No loose ends.But the thing that amused me most? They had no idea who I really was. Not yet.Giovanni’s downfall was inevitable. The moment I walked out of his life, he’d started digging his own grave. I didn’t even have to push very hard just a few nudges here and there, planting the right people in the right places.Matteo had been the final piece of the puzzle. Giovanni’s once-loyal right-hand man now stood firmly in my corner, feeding me every secret, every weakness.“It’s all coming together,” Matteo said one evening as we g